Luciana. A man is master of his liberty:

Time is their master; and, when they see time,
They'll go or come.-Act 2, Sc. I.

Luc. There's nothing situate under heaven's eye
But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky:
The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls,
Are their males' subjects, and at their controls :
Men, more divine, the masters of all these,
Lords of the wide world and wild wat❜ry seas,
Indued with intellectual sense and souls,
Of more pre-eminence than fish and fowls,
Are masters to their females, and their lords.

Act 2, Sc. I.

Adriana. A wretched soul, bruis'd with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;

But were we burden'd with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain :

Act 2, Sc. I.

Luc. How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!

Act 2, Sc. I.

Ant. S. When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport, But creep in crannies when he hides his beams.

Act 2, Sc. 2.

Dro. S. There's no time for a man to recover hair, that grows bald by nature.-Act 2, Sc. 2.

Ant. S. Why is Time such a niggard of hair, being, as it is, so plentiful an excrement?

Dro. S. Because it is a blessing that he bestows on beasts; and what he hath scanted men in hair he hath given them in wit.-Act 2, Sc. 2.

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Adr. Come, I will fasten on this sleeve of thine ;*
Thou art an elm, my husband! I a vine,
Whose weakness married to thy stronger state,
Makes me with thy strength to communicate:
If aught possess thee from me, it is dross,
Usurping ivy, briar, or idle moss;

Who, all for want of pruning, with intrusion

Infect thy sap and live on thy confusion.-Act 2, Sc. 2.

Ant. E. Say, that I linger'd with you at your shop
To see the making of her carkanet,+

And that to-morrow you will bring it home.

Act 3, Sc. I.

Ant. E. A tableful of welcome makes scarce one dainty dish.-Act 3, Sc. I.

Bal. For slander lives upon succession ;

For ever housed where it gets possession.-Act 3, Sc. I.

Here's the note,

Angelo.
How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat,
The fineness of the gold and chargeful fashion.

Act 4, Sc. I.

Dro. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more than he's worth to season.

Nay he's a thief too; have you not heard men say,
That Time comes stealing on by night and day?

Act 4, Sc. 2.

* Observe the similarity between these lines and the following from Milton's "Paradise Lost," Book V., line 215 :

"They led the vine

To wed her elm; she spous'd about him twines

Her marriageable arms."

+ A chain or collar.

Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil.-Act 4, Sc. 3.

Abb. Unquiet meals make ill digestions.-Act 5, Sc. I.

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.

Beatrice. He is a very valiant trencher-man.-Act 1, Sc. I.

Cla. Friendship is constant in all other things

Save in the office and affairs of love :

Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues :

Let every eye negotiate for itself,

And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch

Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.

This is an accident of hourly proof,

Which I mistrusted not.-Act 2, Sc. I.

Cla. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much.—Act 2, Sc. 1.

D. Ped. It is the witness still of excellency,
To put a strange face on his own perfection.

Act 2, Sc. 3.

Bal.

SONG.

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,

Men were deceivers ever,

One foot in sea and one on shore,

To one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no more,

Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leafy :

Then sigh not so, &c.-Act 2, Sc. 3.

Benedick. Sits the wind in that corner?-Act 2, Sc. 3.

Bene. A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour? No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.-Act 2, Sc. 3.

Bene. Everyone can master a grief but he that has it.

Act 3, Sc. 2.

Dog. God hath blessed you with a good name; to be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to read and write, comes by nature.—Act 3, Sc. 3.

Dog. If you meet a thief, you may suspect him, by virtue of your office, to be no true man; and, for such kind of men, the less you meddle or make with them, why the more is for your honesty.

Watch.

If we know him to be a thief, shall we not lay hands on him?

Dog. Truly by your office, you may; but I think they that touch pitch will be defiled ;* the most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief, is to let him show himself what he is, and steal out of your company.-Act 3, Sc. 3.

* In the Apocrypha, Book of Ecclesiasticus, chap. i. ver. 6, this expression also occurs-"He that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith ;" and in Henry IV., Part I., Act 2, Sc. 4, Falstaff says, "This pitch, as ancient writers do report, doth defile."

Verg. If you hear a child cry in the night, you must call to the nurse and bid her still it.

Watch. How if the nurse be asleep and will not hear us? Dog. Why, then, depart in peace, and let the child wake her with crying: for the ewe that will not hear her lamb when it baes, will never answer a calf when he bleats.

Act 3, Sc. 3.

Bora. Seest thou not, I say, what a deformed thief this fashion is? how giddily he turns about all the hot bloods, between fourteen and five and thirty, sometimes fashioning them like Pharaoh's soldiers in the reechy painting, sometimes like god Bel's priests in the old church-window.

Con. All this I see; and I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man.-Act 3, Sc. 3.

Dog. Comparisons are odorous. *-Act 3, Sc. 4.

Dog. Where the age is in, the wit is out. -Act 3, Sc. 4.

Friar.
It so falls out,
That what we have we prize not to the worth,
Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost,
Why then we rack the value; then we find
The virtue that possession would not show us,
Whiles it was ours.

Act 4, Sc. I.

Dog. Is our whole dissembly appeared?-Act 4, Sc. 2.

* Mrs. Malaprop's speech, which is often quoted, in the above words, is, "Caparisons don't become a young woman." The expression "Comparisons are odious" is to be found in Burton's "Anatomy of Melancholy," Part III., sect. 3, mem. 1, sub. 2; George Herbert, "Jacula Prudentum," p. 350 (Pickering's edition, vol. 1); and in Heywood's "A Woman Killed with Kindness," Act 1, Sc. 1, Jenkins says, "O Slime, O Brickbat, do not you know that comparisons are odious? Now we are odious ourselves, and therefore there are no comparisons to be made between us."